One Big Happy Story - Part 6

Night... dawned(?) over the castle, bringing with it another round of games for the occupants, as well as drinking, partying, and attempts on each-others lives.1

Prince Lewdly was sitting in his throne room lost in thought about young break dancing vampires, when a voice interrupted his thoughts. 2

'Your highness,' a smooth, sexy voice hissed in his ear. 3

'Wah!' Prince Lewdly jumped, falling off of his throne and landing awkwardly. 'Who the crap are you?' he demanded. 4

'Awww,' Lissa whined, 'you don't remember me? We met last night.' 5

'Ahh...' The prince tried to keep his gaze on her face, and failed. A smile graced his lips as his brain caught up with his eyes. 'Yes. Yes I do remember you - how could I ever forget such lovely... eyes.' 6

'Mmmm. I have a request for you,' she purred as she moved gracefully to the floor next to him, and to a position that would put this story from its PG rating to a M15. 'One which if you do, will have certain... rewards.' 7

'Rewards?' the Prince queried, thoughts flashing through his mind which would take it from M15 to MA15. 'I think I might be able to help you with your "Request" ' 8

'I thought you might,' she whispered in his ear. 'Here's what I want you to do...' 9

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Five minutes later the door to the throne room opened, and Lissa peered out; satisfied that no one was watching she slipped out and hurried back to the main hall, where everyone else was. 11

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No soon did she arrive in the hall when Atreye appeared next to her. 'Where were you, milady?' she asked, a sly smile appearing on her face. 'Visiting the pr-' 13

'Shut your mouth, witchling,' Lissa snapped, 'you didn't see or hear anything.' 14

The sly smile grew into a ear splitting grin, 'Yes Ma'am.' 15

'Now, we have work to do, the Werewolves have chosen the second event' The Pogo-stick Race, and I intend to see that they lose.' 16

'I hope Dilly wins,' Atreye said blissfully, 'he's so cute.' 17

Lissa raised an eyebrow, 'I think you need to keep your mind on the job at hand, young lady.' 18

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In a cave nearby, Lyn watched the events unfold with glee. Last nights dancing had been impressive - that vampire really took the dance floor. Now everyone was lining up at the pogo-stick track. It wasn't just any old track, it was a special one; on the werewolves side, the ground was covered in silver shavings, on the vampires side, the ground was covered in garlic. The rules were simple; first one to the end won, fall off, you're out. 20

The elves declined this event, declaring that it was below them to bounce around on sticks. The witches said their dresses got in the way, and likewise declined. 21

'Who do you think will win?' Lyn asked Tawny, who was lying beside her, watching the events. 22

'Whoever the elves or witches side with, probably,' Tawny replied. 23

Lyn had just turned her attention back to the field, when the sight of a carriage at the main gates caught her eye. She turned the binoculars on it. 'I wonder who they are,' she mused as three figures - one muzzled - get out. 24

'I have no idea,' Tawny answered. 'The muzzled one looks like a half-breed. Strange, I've never seen a vampire cross werewolf before...' 25

'Do you think they're invited to the tournament? Or gatecrashing?' 26

'We shall find out.' 27

A gun shot sounded, signalling the start of the race; Lyn turned the binoculars on the racers. 28

It started well - except for the werewolf that fell off thinking the shot was fired at him, it went downhill from there... 29

One of the vampires got no more then three bounces before the rope which had somehow been attached to his pogo-stick went tight and he fell to the ground - he turned into a bat at the last moment to avoid hitting the garlic. 30

A werewolf, bouncing close to the barrier to separate the werewolves from the vampires,* removed something that looked rather like garlic from his personage, and threw it at the closest vampire; who, on seeing it, veered out of the way; straight into the vampire next to him. Both lost their balance and fell; likewise batting out at the last moment. 31

The werewolf pointed at them, laughing, until he saw something silvery flying through the air toward him. With a masterful double hop he removed himself from the path of the flying silver and into the barrier. Were he did an impressive summersault over and landed in the garlic on the other side, sending it spraying over the vampires nearby. 32

Even from the cave where Lyn lay she could her the shrieks of pain. 33

This went on until only a solitary vampire was left; Dilly Weede. How he was still up no one knew. He was veering sharply left and right, bouncing of the railings but by some miracle not actually falling, just creating a pinball like effect as the rocketed to the finish line. 34

A cheer (and a lot of booing) went up as he launched over the finish line. With no more barriers to bounce off, he kept going, picking up speed, until he collided with a young witch with curly black hair, and a cute little turned up nose, they fell to the ground in a tangle. 35

Lyn burst out laughing at the sight. 'Oh dear, I thought vampires were supposed to be elegant.' 36

*When they started that particular event, it had been very messy, albeit amusing, seeing a bunch of werewolves and vampires trying to stay balanced on ungainly pogo-sticks, while attacking/defending everyone else. They'd stuck the barrier up after a few deaths.